Halloween's Treat (boyxboy)

Coming Clean

HARRYS POV

I finish cleaning up my mess after the feathered hair boy stormed out. I successfully made myself a drink and headed back into the main room. The loud thumping of the music made it difficult to even think. But that's all I could do.. Think about that boy. He had beautiful blue eyes but he was so mean. I don't really mind tattoos, and piercings for that matter.. But he definitely wasn't someone I would normally hangout with. Not that he'd want to, he obviously hated me. Owell, he was a dickhead anyways.. I assure myself as I finish the last sip from my cup.

LOUIS POV:

I have completely cleaned and blow dried my shirt, giving myself a good reason to hide out in the bathroom for as long as I could. I couldn't shake the mental image of Eleanor and that guy. I know that we're not together.. Technically. But still. I hear someone knock on the door for probably the third time since I've been in here.
I groan as I reach for the doorknob. I open the door and come face to face with the pale face boy with red contacts. Freak. I think to myself.
"Oh... Hi." He says quietly with a goofy smile on his face. His breath smelling slightly of alcohol.
"Yeah..." was all I could say. I move aside to allow him in, he slides past me and begins fumbling at the mirror. Just as I start to walk away I hear him call.
"Um, sir, you forgot your phone." I turn to see I and indeed forgot it. He holds my phone out to me with one eye closed.
"You alright?" I question as I take my phone, more curious than concerned.
"Oh yeah.. " he motions to his eye and giggles. He's obviously drank enough to have a bit of a buzz. "These damn contacts are bugging me, so I'm taking them out." He shrugs with another laugh.
"Uhuh." I squint. He's a weird one, that's for sure.
He turns back to the mirror, so I turn to the door once more.
"Oh hey!" He shouts to me again. I turn on my heel as he takes a step towards me wiping his face with a towel. "I'm really sorry" he continues. "For earlier, I mean.. I wish I could say I was feeling the buzz I do now earlier. But sadly I was sober." He pulls his head up from wiping his face and I'm met with quite amazing green eyes. "I'm just clumsy." He halfway pouts.
"Uh.. No, it's alright." I say not being able to look away from his eyes and now partially makeup free face. This guy was sort of ... Pretty. "I, I was just angry, not at you or anything.. I should really be the one apologizing." I say sheepishly.
He smiles and sets the towel he was holding aside. Without all that makeup on, I can see that he has dimples when he smiles. I can feel my heart melting at the site of this being.
"Well, either way, I ruined your shirt" he points to my shirt. "What'ya say we head back down stairs and I can get us drinks.. And maybe not make a mess of them this time." He lets out a nervous chuckle.
"Yeah, sure.. That sounds good." I say holding back a smile.

HARRYS POV:

I can't believe I asked him to have a drink with me, I must have had one too many. I shake the thought from my mind as I hand the seated boy a drink and join him.
"So.. Vampire huh?" He says after taking a sip. I nod.
"Yeah, not real creative.. But Halloween is probably my favorite holiday." I reply, trying not to make eye contact, though he is staring at mine. Feeling his gaze, I grow nervous.
"Tattoos?.. I mean.. You sure have a lot of tattoos." I motion to his arms before taking a big gulp wishing I could swallow those words too.
He lets out a chuckle. "Nah.." I watch him touch his thumb to his tongue, then run it down his arm, smearing the ink. "I only have one. But my mate insisted that I dress up, so he put me in his clothes and called me a "punk". " he laughs.
"What?! No way!" I exclaim as I take a hold of his arm for closer examination without thinking. After I notice my action, I had expected him to pull his arm away, or even punch me. But instead he giggled and brought his other arm up to his face to check out his friends artwork too.
"He did an amazing job." I say releasing him from my grasp. He nods.
"And the piercings?" I questioned, trying not to sound rude or judgey.
"Oh nope, they're fake too." He says pulling them off. I let out a little sigh of relief. The guy has a gorgeous face, he shouldn't do such things to it. I smile.
"What?" He asks, taking note of my smile.
"Nothing.." I pause. "I think you look better without all those anyways." I give him a small smile which he returns.
"I think you look better without red eyes. So we're even." He chuckles.
"Good, cos they were awful to wear." I say before taking a small sip. "So.. I never caught your name?" I ask hopeful.
"Louis. And you?"
"m'Harry"

A/n: tahada! Surprise (suuuper late) update! Yay! Halloween is upon us! Comment what you thought of this chapter and tell me what you're gonna be for Halloween this year!?! 🎃👻